Free verse № 155208
5 Point Something on the Richter Scale
That thud, our freaky midwest
earthquake
a few of us felt or heard, that
real Ozark after dark shock
wave came
all of a sudden
in the middle of the night
and I wasn't surprised
or afraid, the cars
hit my house all the time
in the middle of the night,
and I always said it was an angry faultline,
I mean, just look at us! riding
on the top layer of dirt
with our heaviness, no wonder
our underneath wants to crack
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At once I read it
it was gentle and plain
unwavering under whose cautious hand
against the the known intention in any hand
it was full of feelings that flow from line to another
to form the shape in the breast of the man
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